“You’re gettin’ too old to be doin’ this shit!” That’s my wife, giving me the ol’, “I told you so” speech. Two broken arms, bone contusions in both wrists, and a concussion are the proof, she piles on. In my mind, I respond to this in two ways. First, maybe she’s right. Maybe this is…
Tag: Recovery
Lacing up Your Boots: Picking up the Pieces After Relapse
St. Patrick’s day 2019, a bar in R.I. “Hey, are you doing car bombs tonight?” “Of course”, said the waitress, as I racked up another game of 8-ball for the four of us. “Bring us a round.” For the second time in a week, and in the previous seventeen months, I was drinking, attempting to…